Zain POV
"Ammi , are you ready? We will be late for the appointment." I said knocking on her room door.
I knocked again but didn't get any response. So I opened the door and went in the room. She was sleeping peacefully without any care .
Just as I was about to go wake her up , Maham entered.
" Arey. She is sleeping. We will be late to the appointment. "
She went to her and shook her a bit. But ammi didn't move. I saw Maham froze abit. And I felt weak in my knees. I could feel something is not right. I approached the bed calmly and gathered ammi in my arms .
" Let her rest. I will carry her to the hospital. " I said to Maham and started walking to the door.Za in" I heard her shaky whisper.
I inhaled deeply
" Please Maham . Let's take her to the doctor. We are not doctors, right?" I said while continuing my walk..................
Mahi POV
It's been almost 4 months since we lost khala ammi. I still can't believe I lost my khala ammi. She was nothing less then ammi to me. She took care of me as her own child. She always said I am her daughter as she didn't have one. I was unable to overcome the pain of losing my khala ammi but then ammi made me aware of Zain's condition. He was not eating well. Not talking to anyone. Just one word replies. Only responding to Hania and Zayan. I just saw that he has got back to his routine and not got himself locked up . I ignored the fact that Zain won't share his pain with anyone.
How can I forget that he would be the most affected!!
He lost his mother. His family. His supporter. His peace.
That day I promised not to be neglectful of him and noticed that Taya abbu and tayi ammi are living with him in his house. I looked around and noticed my family has managed everything well. My kids were taken care of. They would get sad seeing me and Zain crying so much. They searched for their gul jaani. But ammi managed them well.Right now, I am looking at Zain sitting on the swing and lost in the sky. I walked to him and sat on the ground a little ahead of him. " Hey. Why are you sitting down there? You will catch cold . You can sit on the chair or sit here I will leave or sit somewhere else." I heard Zain speak.
I signalled him to sit beside me on the ground. He did as asked maintaining proper distance.
We sat in silence for sometime .
"She was really proud of you, you know." I said.
He smiled " She loved you more."
I smiled " She did"
" You know you should speak out. Don't keep it all in." I said seeing him controlling his tears and turned to him.
" Zain look at me. " I said and as obedient as he always has been ,he turned to me.
" If we really want to remember someone, we should feel happy for meeting them , being a part of their life and being fortunate enough to get their love. We will for sure feel her absence but then remind yourself about the abundant love she gave you your whole life. She would never want you to be sad . Trust me . A mother can never see her child unhappy. I am saying it because if something is to happen to me someday I would always want Hania and Zayan to remember the good times with me and feel happy. " I said. He took my hand and that shocked me. He has never touched me intentionally before. But I didn't retrieve my hand as he spoke out.
"Please. Don't talk about this. I lost ammi . Now I can't lose anyone else. Please " he sobbed out. Then cried hard clutching my hand. And I cried along with him................
It's been almost a year now and we are healed . We miss her ofcourse and our eyes leak tears . One can never forget their mother. But now we have our ways to deal with the pain. My family left after making sure we all are actually coming out of the pain and looking forward to life again.
"Mamma, put it on left side. It will look better." Hania says . I agreed with her. It does look better on left side.
"Mumma , let's leave. Dadda is waiting since so long. "Zayan said entering the room where I and Hania are getting ready for Zaroon bhai's nikah.
"We are ready. let's go." I said looking at myself and Hania one last time.
"Mumma and Hani , you both are looking beautiful Masha Allah." Zayan said smiling widely.
"Thankyou my baby. Even you look handsome." I said bending to kiss his forehead.
" Mumma, I am not a baby. I am a big boy now. I am 6 and babies are only upto 5 years old. And I always look handsome . " He said scrunching his nose at first and then lifting his kurta collar.
So he got ready with Zain while I and Hania got ready together.
I smiled shaking my head.
I recited duas for protection from evil eye and left the house."Dadda see how beautiful mumma and Hani are looking." Zayan shouted from the house door itself while I was locking it.
I turned and saw Zain looking at Hania with adoration. I smiled and sat in the car.
The wedding venue was about 45 minutes away . But ofcourse it didn't feel like that because of Hania and Zayan blabberings.
We took Hania and Zayan and walked to the venue.......
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